Page 29 of Carnal Desire
She nods and races down a hallway off from her living room. I’m glad she didn’t put up a fight even though right now she’s working off her adrenaline. Hopefully she won’t fight me when it wears off.
I pull up my phone and dial the only person I know who can get me the information I need as quick as I need it.
“Brian,” Valentino answers on the fourth ring. “Didn’t expect to hear from you so soon.”
I didn’t miss the sarcasm in his voice, but I don’t have the time to go back and forth with him. Cadence is in real danger. I don’t take threats lightly and I’m definitely not going to take one lightly that was made against her.
“I need Charlie to look into an inmate named Christian Baptiste. Or at least he should still be an inmate.”
“What’s this about?” Valentino asks.
“My submissive received a threat on her life. I need to make sure he’s where he’s supposed to be.”
“And if he isn’t?”
“I need his exact location immediately.”
“I’m on it,” he says ending the call.
Once Christian is identified as the person who did this, there’s only one person I know and trust to bring him to me without getting the police involved.
I dial Daniel’s number. “Daniel, remember that job I had for you?” I ask as soon as he picks up.
“Yes.”
“I need you in Chicago tonight. I’ll have Ronnie get you the details within the hour,” I say.
“What’s the mission?”
“Capture alive. I need to do this one myself.”
“You got it boss. I’ll touch base as soon as I touch down,” he says, ending the call.
Next, I send a quick text to Ronnie so he can get my private jet ready for Daniel to take off as soon as he’s ready to go. It shouldn’t take too long for Charlie to find Christian if he is out of prison and for Daniel to pick him up. After that, Christian Baptiste will no longer be a problem.
Cadence enters the living room pulling a pink suitcase on wheels behind her and I slide my phone in the inside pocket of my blazer.
“Are you ready?” I ask, gathering the box with the dead kitten and note in it.
She grimaces. “Maybe we need to call the police. It has to be Christian. He used to call me kitten and he’s the only person I can think of that would want me dead. I know he’s been trying to get his conviction overturned but I thought my lawyer would have told me they had let him out.”
I shake my head. “No cops. Let me handle it. You’ll stay at my place until I do.”
She sighs. “Okay. Thank you for coming to help me.”
I kiss her forehead. “Always, Angel. He’s not going to hurt you, again. I can promise you that.”
“Howlonghashebeen out?” I ask Daniel as soon as I walk onto the property, I own in the Auburn Gresham neighborhood.
“Not too long,” Daniel says wiping his hands of blood. “He’s going to be tough to break.”
I smirk. “I’ll get the answers out of him.”
I push the door open and descend the stairs of the basement. It had been a while since I had to use this property. And the last time was because Valentino needed to deal with a situation under the radar of Antonio Rizzo Jr. I haven’t personally used it in years.
Immediately the familiar smell of bleach, piss, and the coppery scent of blood hits my nose. The windowless room has seen its share of blood, but tonight it will see much more.
“Wake him up,” I say to Daniel.
